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"Just wait and be your Prince Consort." Little Fishy said sourly, turning her head and ignoring him.

Seeing her like that, Night Nine was overjoyed, but his tone became calmer and calmer, "Little Yu, can I interpret this as you getting jealous for me?"

"Who the hell would be jealous for you." Little Fishy stubbornly said.

Nezha resisted the urge to refute her, but couldn't help but silently curse, "You're that ghost."

In the past, he had often heard people say that as long as a couple stayed together, they would become more and more similar. He had thought that it was just a lie, but now it seemed that there was some truth to it.

"You really aren't jealous?" Nine Night Demon tilted her head to look at the little fish.

Xiaoyu felt wronged in her heart. It seemed that she didn't think much of her, and in her heart, she had always been looking forward to becoming the Prince Consort.

Fishy pulled on her clothes, "I'm going to dress up, it's time to go out. I wish you success in your dreams, you can also bless me to be the bride every night."

After saying that, the little fish rushed towards the back of the screen without even turning its head. With its sharp eyes, it saw the sparkling light at the corner of her eyes.

"The ninth princess is crying." Fifteen opened her mouth.

"Only a ghost would cry, I was just blinded by the sand." Nezha said in his heart.

"Only a ghost would cry, I was just blinded by the sand." Little Fishy stubbornly said.

The little Nezha sighed, who said that the writers were all lies, they also wrote with their hearts, even the woman's jealous thoughts were written with such precision.

Night Nine slowly moved his body into the wheelchair. Now that there were so many of them, he had to be careful.

"Xiaoyu, come out. I have something to say." Nine Nights reached out his hand to stop Fifteen from pushing past him, and then he slowly moved his wheelchair in front of the screen.

"Don't come in, I'm changing." Little Fishy grabbed her clothes and turned her head to shout.

Fifteen pretended to be deaf and mute as he lowered his head and left. The Ninth Princess really had an open mouth, so he decided to stay away from her and let her coax.

Hearing this, a happy smile appeared on the corner of Night Nine's mouth, and he gently said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to finish changing and come out."

When Fishy heard this, she couldn't help but tear the clothes in her hands, her mouth pouting even harder. Although she knew that it was impossible for Ninefire and Princess Golden Bell to be here, and even though she could faintly guess that Ninefire was just teasing her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy in her heart.

Little Fishy had changed into a peacock dress with the top half of her shoulders exposed and the top half of her skirt wrapped around her chest. Little Fishy had changed into a clean piece of cotton cloth and wrapped it around her neck, painting herself a smoky makeup with slanted eyeliner, looking very much like the flying eyes of a peacock. She looked at her face with satisfaction.

Little Fishy took a deep breath. From now on, she was the proud peacock, the king of birds. Raising her head and sticking out her chest, Little Fishy arrogantly walked out from behind the screen.

Nine Night Demon patiently waited, but when he saw Little Fishy walk out, his expression couldn't help but change. He took off his outer clothes, and was about to put it on Little Fishy. Just like that, she walked out.

Fishy took two steps back, avoiding the clothes that Night Nine handed to her, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a smile that was not a smile, "Ninth Prince, I'm preparing to go on stage, please."

As he said this, he made a gesture of invitation. Actually, he wasn't chasing them away? Well said.

"Wow." Honestly speaking, Green Bamboo was not as pretty as her mother, who liked to show off her light makeup – except for the performance on the stage on the first day. Because of his disturbance, Little Fishy forbade him from appearing in the front hall, so for the next few performances he didn't see her, and he didn't expect her to have such a charming side to herself.

"Mine." Nine Nights looked at his son's lecherous expression and was very upset.

If he was annoyed, he would have an unforgettable memory of never daring to covet another man's wife, but the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. He finally understood that Xiaoyu's heart could not be loved, that he had the body of a baby, that he was Alexander the son of an adult.

"Now that the capital is in turmoil, some small fries would inevitably try to fish in troubled waters."

"You must protect yourself well."

When she turned around and saw the look on Night Nine's face, Little Fishy's tightly wrapped heart couldn't help but relax. She couldn't help but want to agree to everything he had said. She turned her head away from his affectionate gaze and muttered in a low voice, "Who cares about me."

Night Nine's lips curved up, "I don't care about you, but who else? "You are my legitimate princess, and I vow to protect you for the rest of my life."

Hearing this, Xiaoyu's emotions had long been overshadowed by jealousy, but she still remained stubborn. She glanced at Night Nine with a cold humph and said, "The old one won't go, the new one won't come."

Night Nine smiled while shaking his head, "Three thousand weak waters, I will only take one ladle."

This woman is jealous. Everything you say about her is useless. She already knows what he's thinking, yet she still has to pretend that I will never forgive you.

"If it had only drunk a single ladle, it would have died of thirst long ago. Who would believe you."

The little Nezha couldn't hold it anymore and couldn't help but laugh. "No way, I really can't take it anymore. Old lady, aren't you a little kid?" "Potioneering kid."

She had even given herself this name.

Hearing this, Night Nine smiled, taking the opportunity to say, "Yes, your mother means that she is the only one who trusts father."

Hearing that, Xiaoyu could not help but go crazy, "I'm not, I'm not."

She didn't think too much into it at that time. She only wanted to teach her future 'mistress' a lesson, but who knew that they would actually 'repay kindness with enmity' and spread such an unpleasant name to everyone, making her want to die.

"Okay, you're not." As long as Little Fishy likes it, even if she wanted to be called Guanyin Bodhisattva, she could still be called Yama King Yan.

"Little Yu, the Wind and Rain Tower only belongs to the emperor. Even if I am the envoy now, I can't change this fact, but every time the imperial power changes, the Wind and Rain Tower will stand to one side, watching the changes. Instead of stirring up trouble in the center of the imperial power struggle, we might as well learn from the Wind and Rain Tower and stand to the side."

Xiaoyu bit her lips, looking helplessly at Night Nine, "But, he is still your father after all, so can you really just stand and watch without doing anything?"

In the end, she still told Fishy the truth.

"Of course I won't stand by and watch. It's just that, under the cover of nesting, there isn't a perfect egg. Royal father has so many sons, who wouldn't want to take advantage of this situation? Even if I am unable to get the throne, I will still be able to become an official at the founding of the country. My biggest wish in life is to stay away from the imperial power, stay away from battles, and live a peaceful and ordinary life with you and Nezha. "